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interface II

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

the best things..

you know you miss my older entries

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awesome is she

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

And so we've arrived
Past turbulent seas
Into the time coming
Just like it should be.

Now, turbulent seas would have sounded too cliched wouldn't it. And too bleak either. But we have indeed arrived, to this moment in time. Time that we have envisaged for so long, since so long.

One last look
At familiarity, which
Almost too soon
Distorts to oblivion.

It's true. Time deforms memory and falsifies to a certain extent. All that I have come to know the past two years would one day, become a distant hazy memory.
I took one last walk around the department. Good bye to you, and you, and you, and you.
No looking back now. It's forward we go.

Into the horizon
Silhouettes take shape
Orange clouds roll by
As we embrace the imminent.
So long..! And farewell !

Dammit, I'll miss the guys at work. A truly exceptional bunch.

My NS days have officially become history. And it now lives only in the confines of my memory. And I'm glad to lay it to rest.

* *

SUSAN

...What do we do now?

A long silence.

YOUNG MAN

It will come to us.

Susan smiles, the fireworks finale goes off, the MUSIC comes up from below, the night fills with light. The Young Man searches Susan's face, now takes her hand -- and together they start walking back towards the party.

THE END

nimgnoy let the night fall at 4:34 PM

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